Xia Zhiyu has a crush on Zhou Chiyan and is even more coveted for his eight-pack abs.
But he is a coward. The most daring thing he has ever done is to secretly use his trumpet every day to privately chat with Zhou Chiyan on his social account where he shares his fitness routine.
[Thank you, my squint has not been cured for more than ten years. Today I saw that my husband's eyes were straight. ]
Zhou Chiyan always thought that his new roommate, Flower of the High Mountain, hated him. Every time he saw him, he would always look away and refuse to take another look.
I even had doubts about my face for a while.
Until one day Zhou Chiyan clicked on the backend of his social account. Among the all-white profile pictures, a photo of lotus flowers looked particularly fresh and refined.
Clicking into the private chat revealed a bold statement that had nothing to do with the avatar.
Shen Wangheng was silenced for two seconds by yellow.
Then I clicked on that person's homepage. The bright background was the pot of flowers that my new roommate raised every day.
Then click on the homepage to see those private chats, about liking my brother and wanting to touch him, which is very different from the usual cold demeanor of my roommate.
Zhou Chiyan licked his back molars, his teeth itching with hatred.
... You like it, right? Then don't run away when we meet later.
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After they got together, Zhou Chiyan asked, but Xia Zhiyu said dullly:
"... Haven't you even looked at my Moments? I've hinted so clearly."
Zhou Chiyan clicked into his circle of friends, scrolled down, and saw a series of numbers on the background image.
He pondered for two seconds:
"Your phone number?"
Xia Zhiyu lowered his eyes:
"... It's the nine-key number that corresponds to your name."
Zhou Chiyan was convinced.
This was the first time that Shen Wangheng had a crush on Xia Zhiyu.
Zhou Chiyan was angry with Xia Zhiyu for turning a good two-way relationship into a one-way crush, but he was even more angry with himself.
Even though Xia Zhiyu's secret love method was so clumsy, he still fell for it, and he fell for it willingly.
Intention: Love must be spoken loudly